Sprout X Cosmo Ao3 Novels & Stories

Cory giggled. “There!” Squealed Sprout, leaping from Titan’s shoulder onto Cory’s head, a grand feat for the minuscule dweller. He leapt like a frog, springing forth with ease and landing lightly on his mark. He grabbed tiny fistfuls of Cory’s curled tresses as he settled himself in her hair. “Sprout,” said Cory indignantly. He tugged on her hair. “Ouch,” she said. “Sprout!” Said Hayden sharply.

Nya opened her eyes for a second to see a warm, red light spinning around them before they were both gently lowered back to the castle rooftop. Once the magic around them dissipated, Nya watched as Slate sat up on his forearms, but she wasn’t ready to let him get up completely. “Are you well?” she asked, staring into his eyes. “Yes, I’m perfectly fine now, thank you,” he said. HIs hand came up to the back of her head, and when he pulled her to him, Nya lowered her head, and their lips met. The kiss was just as warm as the magical breeze, and it made Nya feel just as tingly and alive.

"I'm honored and excited, and I'll make the best tiramisu in the world!" "Then, I... will be the boyfriend of Nina, the owner of the shop that makes the best tiramisu in the world!" Ronan grinned. We left the shop laughing. Night had fallen outside, and warm yellow lights glowed around us. A gust suddenly swept through the alley. Ronan took my hand, and we jogged a few steps into the wind ahead of me. Sutburg was filled with flowers in spring, petals flying toward us in the wind, pink, white, and many other colors.

my brother whispered, his voice tight with worry, "Lisa just had her kidney removed... are we really going to release the soulbloom spores during the next full moon?" Soulbloom. That’s what they called the vision-sharing herbs. Tiny, silver-dusted flowers that only bloomed under the full moon and released spores capable of connecting minds. For one night, whoever inhaled them could see another's memories—feel what they felt, live what they lived. There was a long silence. Then my mother's voice, choked with fake sorrow: "We have to. Lisa was supposed to mate with Alpha Kain. Her reputation has to be destroyed—only then will he accept Xina."

Different voices echoing different phrases. “Look at that, Auria! The petals are falling!” The voice said out loud. Aura recognized the voice all too well, she knew where she heard that sentence from. And when she looked, she saw a scene that she hoped to not remember at all, as it would only break her heart further. Back in Japan, from three years ago. It was the season of blooming Cherry Blossom Trees and the place was packed with tourists. She was there too as it was her lifelong dream to see the trees. She was with her manager and a few relatives for a vacation. While enjoying the view of the falling petals being carried by the wind, she then heard squeals from the crowd. That attracted

The wind intensifies, and Atlas, Cameron and Atlene slowly fade away from the beautiful trap that they find themselves in. As they fade, they all feel a sense of relief and hope. Maybe they are finally heading back to their own world, to their loved ones, and to safety. Cameron's last thought before disappearing is that he hopes that there really is a tub of ice cream waiting for them on the other side. When they open their eyes again, they find themselves in Moonilia, with the moon goddess sitting in her place, and the people of Moonilia gathered. They are surprised to see Noelle, the Prince, and Scarlett, who has now returned to her own body, standing in front of them.

Victoria and Alexander, with united souls aglow, reached out to the ethereal leaves and began weaving their astral story into the luminescent narrative of the Arbor. Their celestial journey, marked by trials and revelations, unfolded within the astral echoes. From the clandestine alliance that started as a secret marriage to the ethereal communion with celestial beings, the Arbor chronicled every moment of their cosmic odyssey. The luminescent threads of their united souls intertwined with the astral echoes, creating a celestial tableau that radiated with the essence of their harmonious connection.

This was the perfect time to forge their new relationship. Nio was in his room trying to sleep. But sleep would not come. His mind wouldn't let him rest. Then the door opened and Lara entered into the bedroom. Nio jumped hoping for news from Nioob but soon realized that Lara had other intentions. As she approached him, she slipped out of her thin white robe. The expression on her face was unmistakable. Nio’s lower parts began to pulsate with a life of their own. He asked: "And Nioob?"

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Then came a faint glow where blue had been before. A heavy hush had settled, though the red moon wouldn’t rise until later. Its tug whispered through everything, much like soreness before it showed. He looked my way. Ronan shifted his gaze toward me. Frost edged his gaze as morning light arrived. That pale blue shifted, alive under the day's first breath. Silver bled into grey without warning. “You’re stronger than you were yesterday,” he said quietly. “That’s enough for now.” Fingers brushed across my forehead, pushing dampness away.